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Max used to be the king of an alien empire. Now he’s a high school student. His carefully protected secret alien identity has been jeopardised ever since he trusted Liz with his secret.

This is a shame, as he’s completely besotted by Liz. Fool.

Mind you, the only alternative on offer is drippy Tess. Even Liz is better than her.

He’s struggling to learn to lead his fellow aliens, and perhaps return home to reclaim his empire. He does dither a bit, though.

One of the highlights of the year, though, is that he now removes his t-shirt regularly. Hurray.

Most likely to say: "Oh, hi Liz, I was just doing some sit-ups." or "No Michael, you’re wrong. I just can’t say why."

True love: Liz. Damn him.